The nightsky was his desire
All encompassing, all consuming
His body broke into beaded sweat
Like stars plucked from the sky
He burned, he seethed
He goddamn loved her
His love was pure
Probably the only pure emotion he had ever felt
He wanted to run away with her and make a new universe
Where it would be only him and her
Where they would make sweet music
He wanted to possess her
She was his obsession
Damn! !
Why couldnt he have her?
She remained elusive
She was the Moon
And he was the Sun
As the Sun showed his searing burning passion
The Moon gently disappeared
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This goes beyond any reads I have had the pleasure to read..... So strong from start to finish, never skipping a beat, and the punch ending is just so bang on.... very nicly done